Yes, it’s that time of the year — one of my favorites — where months of anticipation finally wind down and we get down to business.

It’s camp-watch time as the New Orleans Saints have opened preseason training in the blistering New Orleans heat.

It’s funny, because I’ve heard a couple of other Saints fans say they’ll never be able to get that excited again after last season’s incredible performance. Me? I’m greedier than that. I’ll all about the “Two Dat,” and will still get excited watching the games whether the Saints go 16-0 or 2-14 in the regular season.

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Bobby Hebert keeping banquet attendees in stitches with his 15-plus minutes’ worth of wordly views or Hank Aaron being escorted to the now defunct Holiday Inn in a City of Natchitoches police car. No telling what might transpire over the course of the three-day celebration.

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Well, she’s missing no more.

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After dropping off her son to friends in Harrisburg, Pa., on Sept. 29, 2008, McMullen was supposedly en route back to Grambling State University, where she was a student. But she never made it to Grambling.

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